Fu Rao, who felt extremely lucky, was screaming and crying in pain. His injury was the same as Ren Xiaosu at the beginning. The internal injury could only be penetrated by the black medicine applied to the skin. Ren Xiaosu repeatedly reminded him not to take it internally, otherwise he would know what would happen.

When Ren Xiaosu and the others came back from dealing with the Zong family's company, Fu Rao struggled and wanted to get up to thank Ren Xiaosu.

Everyone knew the situation just now. The best choice for Sharp Knife Company is to give Fu Rao a happy death and then avenge him.

If it were the past, everyone would definitely do this because it was a dead end.

Zhang Xiaoman looked at Fu Rao's actions and cursed: "I've also attached my dislocated arm, right? Are you able to do it? Lying down and rest quickly. Brothers, I'll make him a stretcher. You'll just lie on the stretcher and recuperate."

Fu Rao's face was still pale, and he said to Ren Xiaosu: "Thank you."

"Thank you from Fu Rao, +1!"

The thank you was very heavy. Because it was a real life-saving grace. Ren Xiaosu smiled and told Rao to recuperate, and then he also went to the medical soldier to bandage the wound. In the battle just now, Ren Xiaosu rushed to the front and was shot on the shoulder.

However, Ren Xiaosu knew very well that this injury would be cured in front of the black medicine at most three days.

When the medical soldier bandaged Ren Xiaosu's wound, he said curiously: "Ren Xiaosu, are your muscles so strong? The bullets only hit one inch?!"

Everyone came to Ren Xiaosu and looked at the wound curiously: "This is a copper-skinned iron bone."

Zhang Xiaoman sat cross-legged on the ground next to Fu Rao. He did not go to see Ren Xiaosu's wound, but lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Fu Rao looked at Zhang Xiaoman and asked, "Company Commander, what are you thinking?"

"I didn't think of anything," Zhang Xiaoman said softly: "Before I came out this time, I told my wife, maybe I can't go back this time. After all, we know how dangerous our sharp knife company is, so we can say things ahead in advance so that it will save her from being too uncomfortable."

Fu Rao didn't say anything, but listened to Zhang Xiaoman talking to himself: "We people in the 178 Fortress have always felt that it is a kind of honor to be able to die in a battlefield with horses and corpses, but if you really can choose, who would want to die in such a place where birds don't poop? Do you think so?"

Fu Rao was silent for a moment and said, "Who would want to die?"

"Now we can't die even if we want to die," Zhang Xiaoman smiled helplessly: "A madman suddenly appeared on this battlefield. He actually said that he wanted to take us to live, and said that no one could be left behind... He is such a madman."

Zhang Xiaoman is 30 years old this year. He has lived in the 178 Fortress for 27 years and has been in the outpost outside the fortress for 3 years.

The days at the outpost were very hard, with no communications and no entertainment activities, because the outpost was so high that the weather was very cold all year round and rarely sweated.

In order to prevent the soldiers from getting kidney disease, they must do physical training around the stove and sweat profusely.

In autumn, winter and spring, we can't even drink water, and it's all frozen into ice. My brothers who are standing guard outside can only chew ice if they want to drink water.

It’s hard to drink ice for ten years, and it’s hard to get cold and hot blood. I’m afraid many people don’t know how bitter it is to drink ice.

When Zhang Xiaoman went to war, he was ready for death. As he said himself, how can he not die in war?!

After the soldier dies, if he cannot be buried, his comrades will knock down one of his teeth and bring them back to the bronze bell of Fortress 178, and treat it as taking the dead comrades back.

The soul returns to his hometown.

The veteran said that when the bronze bell rang, the immortal martial souls of the 178 Fortress would also bless them.

But this time it was a little strange, and a madman suddenly popped up and said that he wanted to bring them all back alive.

"Only madmen can say such things and do such things, right?" Zhang Xiaoman asked Fu Rao.

Fu Rao said calmly: "But I like this lunatic. As his comrade, I feel not only glad, but also honored."

"pleasure?"

"Because that is the new commander of my 178 Fortress, and you and I are witnessing history."

...

After a little rectification, Zhang Xiaoman took everyone to the place where he had fought just now. He thought for a long time and said, "Look, we might encounter Zong's troops on the way to Qiangwan Mountain. How about we put on these dead men's military uniforms and pretending to be Zong's company?"

Ren Xiaosu rolled his eyes: "Then he met Captain Zhou's vanguard battalion, and he bombed us with one shot?"

Zhang Xiaoman was choked for a long time: "We can take a detour. Don't just meet him, that's all."

"But these dead people have many bullet holes and blood stains on their clothes. If they pretend to be defeated, they may not be obvious at first glance. But if someone pays attention, they can still jump around if they are shot in their chests, and you can't explain it," Jiao Xiaochen said speechlessly: "Company Commander, don't you think about it here? And can they not know your comrades?"

Zhang Xiaoman analyzed: "See what I analyzed is right? Zong's family claims to be more than 200,000 yuan. If they meet them on the way, they will know them all? Our 178 Fortress lives in a barrier all year round. We look up and see each other. Even if we don't know each other, they will be familiar with each other. But their soldiers are scattered among more than ten barriers on weekdays. It is normal to not know each other temporarily."

At this time, everyone looked at Ren Xiaosu, and Zhang Xiao turned black: "I'm the company commander, I'm making decisions here. Why do you think Ren Xiaosu is doing? Is it more effective for him, a soldier, to speak more than my company commander?"

Ren Xiaosu said to Zhang Xiaoman seriously: "It really doesn't work."

"Oh..." Zhang Xiaoman responded.

At this time, Jiao Xiaochen suddenly said, "We have already destroyed four enemy companies in this battle. We have not even reduced personnel. Even the bullshit Flying Eagle Company in the reconnaissance battalion cannot do it."

The Sharp Knife Company of the Forward Battalion and the Flying Eagle Company of the Reconnaissance Battalion have always been unconvinced by anyone. The top ten in the entire army are basically in the Flying Eagle Company, with accurate marksmanship, good skills, and many things to know, as well as snipers.

In their eyes, the Sharp Knife Company is just a group of hooligans, but they have more bad ideas. They are the real elites.

In the eyes of the sharp knife, they can win battles and fight tough battles. If both sides meet during the exercise, they will be like old enemies.

Of course, the result is also a win or loss. Three or seven is the sharp knife, and the flying eagle company is seven...
Chapter completed!